# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
01 | Now, God of Light, the morn appears | | | | | | | |
02 | Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise | | | | | | | |
03 | The saffron tints appear | | | | | | | |
04 | Now glows the morn in beauty rare | | | | | | | |
05 | When night her sable curtain spreads | | | | | | | |
06 | A crown of gold surpassing rare | | | | | | | |
07 | The Lord of Life to earth came down | | | | | | | |
08 | Jerusalem, rejoice! | | | | | | | |
09 | The best that heaven could bring | | | | | | | |
10 | Out from the rising of the sun | | | | | | | |
11 | O woeful hour! when from the night | | | | | | | |
12 | Crown the Lord of glory | | | | | | | |
13 | O Christ, when on the shameful tree | | | | | | | |
14 | O God of love, whose mercy came | | | | | | | |
15 | When Hades held the Lord of Life | | | | | | | |
16 | When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree | | | | | | | |
17 | To Thy Cross and Resurrection | | | | | | | |
18 | Light is dawning 'mong the hills | | | | | | | |
19 | Hail rising morn! for He hath risen | | | | | | | |
20 | We worship, Lord, before Thee now | | | | | | | |
21 | Heavy laden with thy grief | | | | | | | |
22 | To Thee, O Christ, our God | | | | | | | |
23 | Glory shone within the gloom | | | | | | | |
24 | When Adam heard the voice of sin | | | | | | | |
25 | Within the garden's sombre shade | | | | | | | |
26 | Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came | | | | | | | |
27 | O may the Spirit of all grace | | | | | | | |
28 | Let Thy Blood in mercy poured | | | | | | | |
29 | O Lord of bounty, let this bread | | | | | | | |
30 | When in the clouds the Lord appears | | | | | | | |
31 | The Bridegroom comes! My soul, awake | | | | | | | |
32 | O Judge of all, when sinful men | | | | | | | |
33 | I brought my merits to the throne | | | | | | | |
34 | The time is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
35 | I sought the Lord at early morn | | | | | | | |
36 | O, touch my heart, and bring to mind | | | | | | | |
37 | The wealth of high estate | | | | | | | |
38 | I lift my hands, and with my heart | | | | | | | |
39 | Arise, my soul, and gaily sing | | | | | | | |
40 | The King shall come when morning dawns | | | | | | | |
41 | Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind | | | | | | | |
42 | Because Thy mercy is so great | | | | | | | |
43 | I cannot lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
44 | When at Thy feet, oppressed | | | | | | | |
45 | Because I was brought low | | | | | | | |
46 | O God of life, in whom we live | | | | | | | |
47 | By Thine own hand the gift was given | | | | | | | |
48 | Lord, Thou art good and kind | | | | | | | |
49 | O Lord of Life, when mortals call | | | | | | | |
50 | I wandered sore distressed | | | | | | | |
51 | God sent me to the desert wild | | | | | | | |